#sombrabyalex

[phantomvigilante]

📲 Jokes on you. There will be no football game tonight.

📲 Good luck

- @sombrabyalex

[ ✉ ; ??? ] 〢 "Leave the cable alone dammit!"

– — @sombrabyalex

[warwaited]

@sombrabyalex

Xue will probably be figuring out new things that were done to her for the next few years, at least. A lot of them are bad. Nightmares, concerning proficiency with knives (the first time she'd decided to chop a carrot she'd almost blacked out), general bad attitude.

Some things, though, are nicer than she might give them credit for.

Like getting a distinct, bad feeling that she's not alone, even in the group of people who are all hanging out talking about where next might be fun for the firebrand to hit. Someone's got an open case of art supplies... and sparkly pink bits are now all over the invisible stalker.

Xue shakes out her hand in annoyance, realizing just a little too late that her pocket sand maneuver has also coated her. "Augh- HEY!" Her eyes snap back to Sombra.

"Never mind how I- who the hell're you? And HOW were you- just standing right there?!"

[feeling-of-deja-vu]

Continued from here. @sombrabyalex

Of all the people Lena had expected to find in the venue VIP lounge- Sombra was decidedly NOT, one of them. She bit back her gut reaction to try and detain her as she watched the hacker knock over a bottle while she waved. She was absolutely sloshed. "Sombra...? You're a Sserafim fan?" Truth be told, Lena had no idea what she'd expected Sombra to listen to, but it definitely wasn't k-pop. She stepped over, and took a seat next to the other woman in the booth, grabbing the bottle she'd seemingly been drinking. "And... Have decent taste in spirits, evidently."

[feeling-of-deja-vu]

Continued from here

"If your definition of 'friend' is really that warped, I can see why you fell in with the crowd you did." Lena bit back harshly at the operative, but, even as she finished the statement, the malice drained. That kind of spite simply didn't feel right on her tongue. "...I'm fine. For the record. Still don't see what it is to you either way, though."

[feeling-of-deja-vu]

"Don't tell me you're happy. I can see you're not." - @sombrabyalex

"Thinkin' you can see through me, love? Pretty rich commentary coming from the one obsessed with not being seen at all."

Her arms crossed in front of her.

"Besides... Whats something like that matter to you anyway? Looking for an advantage?"